Five Nights At Freddy's Follow Me Novels & Stories

Knights 01: The Five Knights and Me In Aza's room, a whirlwind of silk and whispered anxieties swirled. Her three best friends, a chaotic symphony of clashing opinions, debated the crucial matter of her outfit for the impending date with the loathsome Wilton. The previous night had been a restless one for Aza, haunted by unsettling premonitions of the evening ahead—an evening she was dreading with every fiber of her being. The very thought of spending time with a man she despised sent shivers down her spine.

A, then what should I tell him to escape from here? Freddy does not answer me. He turns around, goes towards the table and picks up a glass of wine. " Come and drink with me." Freddy orders me like a lord. "I do not drink. I have told you. You drink yourself and I will go." I pull the door hard but I cannot open it. "Freddy, what do you want to do? Let me out!" I shout at Freddy. "I asked you to come and drink with me!" His eyes are like a beast's eyes, yellow and bright.

I can take you, we can go together, I don't want you to miss seeing it. Breathing in deeply I just decided, fuck it, I want her to be mine, forbidden or not, look at her, her eyes, her lips, the way she looks at me with so much hope in her eyes. "Freya, would you like to go to a midnight show with me on Friday?" She smiled so big, it went to her eyes instantly when I watched her bottom lip pull into her mouth as she bit it nervously when she laughed a little. She shook her head before looking at me with the most breathtaking expression.

He informed her. Wright Junior was surprised by the call he just had, he couldn’t say why all of a sudden Fredrick wanted to see him but he had a good feeling about it. He switched off his TV, rushed into his bedroom, took the jacket on his bed, his car keys on the dresser and dashed out of the house. ~~**~~**~~ “Amanda! Amanda!” Amanda heard someone call out her name furiously whilst battling with the photocopier. A part of her was happy that she was in a room where no one could witness the drama that was about to unfold but, she ignored the caller and continued with what she was doing.

“I do want to meet him, but—” “What’s my motto, Elizabeth?” Freya interrupted, her voice taking on a sing-song quality. “You only live once—YOLO,” Elizabeth recited with a resigned smile. She knew there was no arguing with Freya when she was in this mood. “So please, Elizabeth, come with me. You know how much I hate going anywhere without you,” Freya pleaded, her baby blue eyes wide and imploring, a look Elizabeth had never been able to resist. “Fine,” Elizabeth relented, rolling her eyes with a sigh. “I’ll go with you, but we’re both coming—”

A girl was slumped over his shoulder and the black hair told me it was my girl. “Follow me.” _______________________________ A/N Hey everyone! I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I did writing it ❤️ Leave a comment below of your thoughts. See you all next chapter! 😊

And as what I had promised to Nathalia, Hiro will be her escort. Yes, Hiro accepted it. I beg him to hear my favor out in return I will stop bothering him. For the sake of Nathalia's happiness and wish for her 18th birthday, I will do it. Besides, I already decided to stop chasing Hiro. "Hey, aren't you going to fix yourself? Its already 5:45 PM, 20 minutes left and the party will go to start. What are you thinking?" Frey asks me as she sat down beside me. I am sitting in front of the mirror, doing nothing, just examining my face. I don't know, but I lost my excitement so suddenly.

I was damn going to end this guy and that was for sure. " Can we go back to eating now before it gets cold?," I said with a very cold tone and they all nodded in response and a little while Freya came down. She was dressed in a pink shirt and her sweatpants were on. She sat opposite my direction and the look she gave me could send me to a different dimension because I was sure that if she had the chance to kill me she would. ***********

“Right now, I’m angry. I mean… furious. I want something to make me forget for a while. Something that will put me in a better mood.” Freya didn’t answer. The silence stretched. “Freya?” I pressed. Then her voice came back, slower this time. “Go to a strip bar.” I blinked. “A strip bar?” “Yes,” she said, her tone firm now. “Go watch the girls. Drink and let them dance for you. Trust me, it will take your mind off whatever’s burning you alive right now.” I leaned back on the bed, letting her words sink in. The idea slid into my mind like smoke.

I quickly apologized, bending down to gather the things that had scattered across the pavement. "No problem." A cold, familiar voice rang from above. My breath caught in my throat. I mechanically jerked my head up and found myself staring at York, now sporting a thick beard. I instinctively reached for my phone to call the police. Strangely, he remained calm, continuing to pick up his things at an unhurried pace. "Come with me. I'll take you to him." I followed him the whole way, barely noticing where we were going until we got off.